frances farmer will have her revenge on seattle

I've been at school three days now, and it's Sunday so I'm going back tomorrow. It hasn't been too bad, school itself is awful as always, but I'm managing.
It is of course nice to see Lilly and Isabella every day, and I feel a lot better than I did this time last year probably on account of having such good friends, yay :D!
Anyway what I really want to write about, is how I went to my Mother's this weekend.
I don't know whether or not to try and explain my whole family situation on this blog as it is very painful and complicated, and 'a long story'. But the short story is, my mother doesn't want me at school and she kicked me out in 2008 when she told me this and I refused to quit school.
I sometimes think it would be a good idea, seeing as I do hate it, but the problem is it would mean I'd have to live with her permanently. I still do enjoy seeing her and we had fun I suppose. Anyway I had a quite interesting talk with my stepbrother Dominic whilst walking back from a late-night trip to WOOLWORTHS* about a variety of topics mostly relating to school and not being allowed to go and church and how crappy things are and also things like being a telephone salesman and MLIA and stuff. I must say I'm so happy to have him around because I think he knows how hard it is to be in that kind of situation because he lives there and all and it made me feel so much better, hopefully I'll be back the next weekend.
Five years ago Dominic and his younger sister Maggie were actually my best friends but then my Mother had a stupid idea to marry their dad and have two babies, but whatever.
Ugh, enough about my stupid gay freaking life history that I get all bitter just thinking about. Onto something really cool: READING! z0mg it's s0 awesomeee!!1!
Without making this sound like an unpaid Premier's Reading Challenge promotion, I have to say I have been doing alot of reading lately. I finished alllll these yesterday, even though I've already read three, but whatevs.

via my rad photography skillz.

Fairly sure you can read all the titles, oh man, in such a deep Harry Potter phase it's kind of scary but the 3rd has always been my favourite. How To Make A Bird is actually amazing, it's so sad and brilliantly written. Cannot possibly express my love for CITR, my Mother told me that J.D. Salinger died on Friday, can it be true?! And of course I have so much love for Ghost World, n____n!
Well, it was a good weekend despite me feeling a little restless and imagining myself leaving home and going to Melbourne and time-travelling to the 1970's and stuff, yeah.
I need to rest, I think.
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* I kind of adore Woolworths. Don't bother asking why.